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What was even more terrifying was that this wasn’t bthe /bfirst time something like this had happened. It was just that the previous incidents hadn’t caused enough of a stir to bmake /bheadlines.

That bnight/bb, /bOwen knocked on bYunice’s /bdoor again. This time, he came alone. His expression was exhausted, the excitement from a few hours agopletely gone. He had no other choice but toe to Yunice.

Sitting bon /bba /bsmall stool in her room, Owen rested his head in his hands and sighed. “Yunice, the hospital Dad built is in trouble”

When the bhospital /bwas bmaking /bmoney, it was all thanks to Owen. Now that there was a problem, he suddenly brought up their father to y bthe /bemotional bcard/b.

Yunice scoffed internally. She already knew what he was going to say next.

bShe /basked, “What happened?”

Owen let out a bsigh/bb. /bThe nurse forgot to clear the air out of the bcontrast /bagent before injecting it, which caused the patient’s heart to stopollic. bwasn’t /bit?”/li/ol

Yunice sneered. “bThat /bnurse was Elsie,

Owen’s brows furrowed tightly. He was unhappy with Yunice’s attitude, but he couldn’t refute her. If it had been anyone else, he could’ve just thrown bthem /bunder the bus and handled it. But it was Elsie. Elsie didn’t have a medical license. Not even a proper intern permit. bAt /bbest, she was just a hospital volunteer.

If this got out, it wouldn’t just affect the hospital. It would ruin Elsie’s future. So no matter bwhat /bit took, he had to protect her.

Seeing bhis /bsilence, Yunice felt her heart twist with anger. She gritted her teeth and said, “Letting Elsie into the operating room was pure negligence!”

Owen snapped impatiently, “What’s bthe /bpoint of saying this now? Do you know how hard it is to btrain /ba doctor? Once Elsie finishes her studies, I have a reliable right–hand person. Everyone is doing their part for the Saunders family–except you. You do nothing butin about everything!”

Yunice’s bdisappointment /bdeepened. “Did bDad /bbtrain /byou the same way? By risking blives/bb?/b”

She bthought /bback to their childhood. All three siblings had been taught medical knowledge. Owen had always been bold- unce, he had tried practicing on a patient just by following diagrams in a texbook.

Dad had bcaught /bhim and beaten him severely, hanging him from a tree in the yard. Dad had btold /bthem that human life was bsacred/b, and that they couldn’t treat patients who trusted them like ythings.

Even after that punishment, Owen bstill /bwanted to practice on someone. So Yunice had offered up her own arm, letting him use her bas /ba test subject for free.

Owen had no sense of restraint. He had even pierced through her veins bonce/b, and instead of feeling bad, he hadughed, bsaying /bthat if he couldn’t be a doctor, he could always be a tailor.

Every time he practiced on her, her arm would be bruised for days. Once, he even used the wrong medication, causing her to fall into aa forseven days.

And yet, back thenb, /bshe had actually thought it bwas /bworth it. Yunice let out a self–mockingugh. Owen must luve remembered too, because his face turned red. He lowered his head, avoiding her gaze, his fingernails digging into his palms.

Even if he felt guilty, he still had to say what he came for. “Yunny, btake /bthe me for Elsie

Then he looked up and said as if it waspletely reasonable, “Oscar can’t afford to leave his research abroad. You don’t want him toe bback /band deal with thisb, /bdo you!”

Owen studied Yunice’s reaction. He bwas /bsure she would throw a fit, like she always did whenever the family tried to bpush /b

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What Owen didn’t realize was that Yunice was no longer the same person who bwould /blet things slide.

Yunice said calmly, “I’ll take the me but I want it officially documented in the newspaper, with my full identity.”

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“That’s impossible!” Owen immediately objected. “Elsie is using your identity. If you go public, it’ll confirm that she’s been impersonating you!”

So he wants all the benefits without any real consequences? Yunice said, “This is for the hospital’s bsake /btoo. If you want an apology to be btaken /bseriously, it has to be done properly. Otherwise, how are you going to silence public opinion?”

Ah, so that bwas /bher reasoning. Owen knew Yunice wasn’t that smart.

He said. “I’ve already thought of a breason /bfor you. We’ll say you barged into the operating room and disrupted the procedure. You have a documented history of mental illness, so you won’t be held responsible or go to jail. bTaking /bthe me won’t affect you at ball/b.”

Yunice’s fingers trembled involuntarily. Her cold eyes locked onto Owen, and once bagain/b, she realized bjust /bhow vicious he

She took a few seconds to calm herself, but even she could hear the slight bshiver /bin her voice when she spoke. “Even if I were mentally ill, I’d still need a name, wouldn’t I? What identity am I supposed to use to take the bpublic’s /bme?”

Owen’s brows furrowed deeply. His heart skipped a beat and was filled with unease. “You don’t have to make it sound so bad. Ill say you’re a poor orphan from the mountains that our family took in. As long bas /bwe paint your story as tragic enough, the public won’t criticize you.”